| These Petals
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| This blackened rose
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| This soil all my own
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| Shrouding your hollowed ground
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| Like seeds who’ll never sow
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| Like forgery and larceny
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| And my ill-gained revelry
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| I recite these scripted lines
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| While embers of a different time
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| go drifting by When every word you ever said came true
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| All I missed
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| in all of this was you
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| Can you see
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| A shadow on me, calling me to leave
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| Find in me
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| (you're the only home, you’re the only home I know)
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| A trace of you in all this tragedy
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| These pieces
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| These shattered shards
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| Dancing in the moonlight
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| Glimmering and glistening
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| Preparing me for the night
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| I never learned to walk the surface on my own
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| So lately this ocean floor’s been feeling more like
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| .. . |
| home
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| When every word you ever said came true
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| All I missed in all of this was you
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| Can you see
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| A shadow on me, calling me to you
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| Find in me
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| (you're the only home, you’re the only home I know)
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| A trace of you in all this tragedy
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| So take me in these fleeting moments of solitude in you
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| Remove this sordid fascination with shadow and remove
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| This shattered self for preservation
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| This commitment to undo
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| All that you forgave and give
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| And all you promised too
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| And all you promised too
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| Can you see
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| A shadow on me, calling me to you
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| Find in me
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| A trace of you in all this tragedy
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| Can you see
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| The shadow lifting; |
| drifting home again |